Be quick in the race for forgiveness from your Lord

I messed up again. I don’t even know how many times it’s been. He’s told me over and over, "Don’t!" but I still did it. So I ran. I distanced myself from Him, out of fear, out of shame. How could I possibly face the Most Pure when I’m covered in stains?

I tried ignore the guilt, ignore His words, ignore His voice. I tried running away, but everything I saw and heard felt like Him calling me back. I tried running away and hide, shutting my eyes and ears, but even then, I could hear the beating of my own heart like His voice telling me "You still have a chance."

So, I stopped running away. I tried to take a step forward slowly... slowly... slowly closer. My head bowed to the ground, too ashamed to lift my face, yet He The All-Seeing. My voice, barely a whisper, uttered an apology, yet He is the All-Hearing. My body trembled, fearing His wrath, yet He is the Most Forgiving, the Most Merciful.

O God, I fear Your wrath because I keep coming back with new sins.
O God, I am ashamed. I've been disobedient, yet You keep delaying my punishment.
O God, I was foolish to think I could hide, yet You still cover my flaws.
O God, I am weak. If You don’t help me, who else will care?
O God, I beg for Your forgiveness. if You don’t forgive me, where else can I seek forgiveness?